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Subject: {ASSM} Pandora's Box 26 (Mf Mff MMf rom ws exhib bdsm)
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SPECIAL NOTE FOR READERS OF _Jason and Kylie, Naked In School_: 

You may or may not be aware, but Shalon broke his arm in two places three
weeks ago; Jason and Kylie is temporarily on hold (he had a nice cushion
built up on Pandora's Box, which is why he switched to that.  Please see
http://playground.pele.cx for details, including news on when Jason and
Kylie will return.
   

If you have any questions, please email us, or visit our forums at
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SPECIAL NOTE FOR READERS WHO DON'T LIKE M/M SCENES:

You want to either make it through the upcoming M/M scene (next chapter,
IIRC) or skip to the end, because the scene after that involves Pandora, a
bottle of lube, and a latex catsuit that fits perfectly.  

Meow.

And a blindfold.

(And I promise, not all of our stories are MM; we've only got three, in
fact, which are.  It's just that somehow those three (Pandora's Box,
Prudence, and Jason and Kylie (to a very small degree -- two scenes) ended
up being some of the first ones we posted.  

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Standard disclaimers apply; this story may or may not contain, in any
given part, graphic depictions of lesbianism, homosexuality, group sex,
bdsm, underage (teen) sex, magic, occultism, violence, and biting 
sarcasm.  If you're underage, or if for any other reason it's illegal 
for you to read this, or you're disturbed by the content, please don't 
read it.

Archived at http://pandora.pele.cx, and we've got a web-forum at
http://playground.pele.cx/forums as well, for discussion of both
Pandora and our other stories. 

Comments *greatly* appreciated.

Enjoy,

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Not sure she could walk, and not really wanting to set her down, anyway,
Gabriel carried her up the stairs and into the bathroom, where he tenderly
cleaned her up, then himself, before scooping her up again and taking her
to the bed. He slid in beside her and pulled her into his arms, and she
sighed happily. She was still wincing occasionally, though, and he still
wasn't sure how badly he'd hurt her.

"Love?" he asked, "How bad does it hurt?"

Pandora kissed his shoulder. "It's okay."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm positive," she said.

"How bad is it?" he asked again.

"Gabriel, I'm _fine_. It was what I wanted," she said.

"I know that," he said quietly. "There's no doubt in my mind. But... are
you _okay_?"

She bit her lip and avoided his eyes. "I... I know I'm _okay_. I just...
it... does hurt, some. It's sore, I mean, pretty bad, but... it doesn't
matter." She looked up at him, and started talking fast to get the words
out before he could say anything. "It really doesn't, I don't want it to. I
don't want you to decide not to do it again just because it hurt me. That
would be... it just wouldn't be _right_. If you want it, you should take
it, whether or not it leaves me aching. I want you to hurt me, sometimes,
and even when I don't, I want you to if you want to, y'know?"

"I don't object to hurting you, love," he said softly. "But I'm not willing
to _damage_ you."

"I'm not damaged," she said. "Even if it hurts pretty bad, it's just
normal. I _knew_ that would hurt the first time, even before I knew how big
you were. Now... well, it'll probably always hurt, but I... " She looked
down, blushing. "I liked giving it to you. It was so... so intense."

Gabriel smiled. "I liked taking it. You're sure I didn't... injure you, or
anything?"

"Umm... I don't think so. I'm pretty sore," she admitted, "But you _are_
big, and we... went fast. It's normal. I don't seem to be bleeding or
anything."

"Well... okay." He hesitated. "Um. I... I _really_ liked that. A lot."

"I... I did, too," she said shyly. "It was... so... primal."

"Yeah. It was... wow. But even without the... the..." He hesitated,
searching for words. "The violence, I guess, it still would have been...
amazing." He hesitated. "I... I want to try it again. When we're just
being... well, lovers, I guess."

She frowned. "You didn't feel like that was... loving? I mean, it was...
special to me. I couldn't have let you do that if I didn't love you."

"No! I didn't mean it like that. I meant... when we aren't being, um. In
scene. I want to take it really slow and gentle, and see if maybe we can
keep the pain down to the levels that feel _good_ to you."

"I... I still came," she said, blushing bright red.

Gabriel grinned. "Yeah. God. That was incredible. But... if it hadn't hurt
so bad, how many _times_ would you have come?"

She shuddered in pleasant memory. "Once was _enough_," she murmured.

"Still... I want to try it." He smiled. "Who knows, it might be better."

"I don't think it could _get_ better," she said seriously. "I don't think
you understand how... how satisfying, how... I... " Embarrassed, she hid
her face against his chest and shivered again. "I didn't know I could
respond that way. I didn't know I could... could come just because...
someone told me to."

"That was... was... God. Wow." He hesitated. "Do you... want to work on
that?"

"What do you mean?" she asked, sounding confused. "Did I do something
wrong? You said you liked it..."

"I did. Do you want to see if you can get to where you can come on
command?"

Her cheek was hot against him. "Um. I never really believed that was
possible, y'know?"

"Neither did I." He caressed her cheek. "But I think I do, now."

She was quiet for a little while, then asked hesitantly, "What do you
think?"

"It could be fun, but it's not something I have to have. It's your choice."

"Something about it, well, kinda worries me," she admitted. "But if you'd
like it, then we can."

"What is it?"

"I'm honestly not really sure," she said. "It just... seems... dangerous?
Somehow?"

Gabriel looked thoughtful. "Okay. See if you can figure out what it is, and
if you can we'll look at it again."

"Gabriel... me being afraid of something isn't any reason you shouldn't do
it."

"Maybe not, but you're a smart girl. If something worries you about it, I
want to know why before I ignore it," he said.

"But what if I'm just being silly?" she asked. "I want you to have what you
want."

"But what if you _aren't_ just being silly?" Gabriel asked. "That's why I
want to know what it is that bothers you. It's not something that's
desperately important to me, so there's no harm in waiting."

"Okay," she said quietly. "But if it was something important, you'd do it,
right?"

"Probably. Unless I felt it endangered you." He looked down at her. "I
promised I would take care of you."

She sighed happily and cuddled up to him. "I know you will. If anyone had
ever told me that... um... doing _that_, like that, would make me feel
_safe_, I would have told them they were crazy. But it did."

Gabriel smiled. "Weird, isn't it?"

"Everything about this is weird!" she said. "But... it's so... I feel so...
_alive_. So real, and... and something. I don't know how to explain."

"It feels... right. Complete."

She nodded. "Yes. Complete. Like... like I've been blind and crippled, and
suddenly I can see, and sing, and dance, and everything is so _different_
and so wonderful it just makes me want to cry."

"Yeah." He pulled her a little closer. "Yeah."

Later, as they were dressing again to go out, her mood was subdued, shy,
rather nervous. Watching her carefully applying eye-liner in a thick, dark
line, he realized that they hadn't really talked about what she did want,
what she was okay with in public. She obviously didn't mind dressing in an
exhibitionistic manner -- she'd put the cat-suit back on quite happily --
but he didn't really have any better idea of where her limits were than
he'd started with.

"Love?" he said, leaning against the wall of the bathroom. "What are you
okay with?"

"Hmm? What do you mean?" she asked. "I told you you could do anything you
wanted with me."

"In public. Where are your limits? I mean, we obviously went past them this
afternoon, but what are you comfortable with normally?"

She set the pencil down and folded her hands in her lap, sitting quiet and
thoughtful for a while before answering. "Well... you... no, _we_ owe him
an explanation. Angel I mean. He was... really upset. And I can understand
that, I mean, at least I knew there was a _reason_ I was acting like a
slut, he just thought he'd lost it, you know? That was... mean, I think,
even if he liked it."

Gabriel nodded. "Yeah. We do. He deserves to know."

"So I can't say 'don't let anyone know', because he already does," she
said.

Gabriel nodded slowly.

"And... I'm not sure I'd want that, anyway. But at the same time..." She
looked away, her face haunted. "I don't want people thinking that you'd
want someone who's just... a total slut."

"I understand," he said. "So where do you want to draw the line?"

She nibbled thoughtfully on her lower lip. "I'm not sure," she admitted. "I
mean, I sort of know what I want, but at the same time, it's really hard
for me to tell you. It's like... like I'd be telling you 'no' to something,
and that's... strangely difficult."

Gabriel hesitated. "Tell me what you want, and then I'll decide."

"Right now, I... I want to go kind of slow," she said reluctantly. "I mean,
if that's okay. We don't have to. But if it's okay, I... I'd like to keep
the kinky stuff and the... the sex just between us. Or at least in private.
Public is dangerous, anyway, right? Is that okay?" she asked anxiously.

Gabriel nodded. "That works. Honestly... this afternoon was probably not a
good idea. It was fun, but..."

She looked seriously relieved. "So it's okay? I mean, if you really wanted
to be, like, um... I don't know... if you wanted me to be... that way... I
would."

"I don't." He smiled at her. "That's... not really you, I think. Not to do
it all the time."

"It's not," she said quietly. "But... it could be, if you wanted that."

"I don't think so." He shook his head. "I want you to be mine, and if we
have sex with others... I want that to be something... special, something
unusual. I want it to drive home that you are mine."

She reached for him, standing up to press against him. "I... I don't really
_want_ to have sex with other people.  The idea of being watched is kind of
a turn on, but part of that is... I'm not sure, being shown off? You saying
'look what I have, see how much I value her, this is _mine_'. If just
anyone can have me, then... I'm nothing special."

"No," Gabriel says quietly. "Not just anyone can have you. Very, very few
people could have you. In fact, right now, I can only think of two people I
would be willing to allow you to have sex with." He paused. "No, three, but
Lissa isn't really in a position to do anything about it."

She looked at him questioningly. "Three?"

Gabriel nodded. "Tandi, of course, and Lissa, and possibly Angel." He
smiled. "But that's because you'd be getting something you really wanted
out of it. Other than those three..." He shook his head. "I don't think
so."

She relaxed a touch. "I can live with that. Though I'd be lying if I said
it didn't scare me."

"Oh?"

"For the, um, 'normal' reasons, I guess," she said. "Like maybe you'd
decide you liked one of them more, or that you couldn't respect me
afterwards, or that it would hurt really, really bad but I couldn't say no
after it'd already started."

Gabriel shook his head. "No, pet. You can always say no." He hesitated. "I
won't always allow you to do so, but if you are _ever_ in danger of being
damaged -- physically _or_ emotionally -- I want you to tell me.
Immediately. That's an order, pet. Do you understand?"

"It... wouldn't _damage_ me, I don't think," she said. "I mean, pain isn't
damage. And I know how to take emotional pain."

He pursed his lips. "Let me explain something, pet. I will not willingly or
intentionally cause you emotional pain, ever. I might put you in a position
where you are embarrassed in the way you like, but I will never humiliate
you, or hurt you emotionally. If I start to do so, you are to tell me
_immediately_, do you understand?"

"But... if you want something..."

"No, pet. There are prices I'm not willing to pay, and hurting you is one
of them."

She looked confused. "But what's the difference? Pain is pain... I'm
willing to hurt for you."

He shook his head. "No. There is a difference. Physical pain is a token of
my love for you. Emotional pain would be a sign of contempt... and I love
you, pet. I could not do that. I _will_ not do that."

"I understand, I guess," she said. "It's just... my father always said that
'hurt feelings aren't real pain, so you shouldn't whine about them.' I
thought that I was just... overly emotional, and that most people were...
tougher than me. I mean, it's not like being insulted is the same thing as
being beaten, you know?"

"Then your father is a fool," Gabriel said, jaw tightening. "Hurt feelings
are every bit as bad as physical pain, and they last longer."

"I don't know," she said. "I mean, maybe I would say that, but... I never
got beat by my parents, or my arm broken, or burned by cigarettes or
anything. I don't really have a right to say 'this is worse than that', do
I? And I think most people would probably take mental pain over physical,
if given a choice. If they weren't like me, I mean."

"You're normal, love." His mouth was a thin line. "I _did_ get both. I
would take the beatings anytime."

Her eyes went wide, horrified, and she threw her arms around him. "I'm
sorry! I didn't mean to make you feel bad, to talk about things that hurt
you. I don't have any right to complain, I'm so sorry!"

"No, love. You do." He looked down at her. "I _know_, love. I do. And it's
real pain, worse than the physical."

She held him tightly, rubbing her cheek against his chest. "I love you. I
just want to give you what you want, even if it hurts me. You deserve to
get what you want."

"That's a price I'm not willing to pay, love."

"Then... I'll tell you if you're hurting me," she said. "But... it'll be
hard. I don't want to disappoint you, and I'm not used to... to my feelings
making any difference."

"They do, love. And it would disappoint me to hurt you," he said.

Pandora smiled at him, reaching up to caress his cheek. "Then I'll let you
know if something might. I'll try, anyway. But other than... well... being
a slut, I guess, I don't think there's anything you'd do that would hurt
me." She looked down, blushing. "I mean, anything just between us,
especially anything that's just physical, I'm fine with. Completely
willing. It's just... in front of other people that I get... prudish."

Gabriel shook his head. "You aren't a slut, and I don't think you could
_ever_ be, love. Even if I told you to fuck the entire bar, you wouldn't be
doing it because you don't care, you'd be doing it because you _do_." He
looked at her for a moment, thoughtfully. "Not that I intend to do that.
The most I might do is have a party and a contest, with you as the
prize...."

"I..." She ducked behind her hair, cheeks bright red. "If you want. I... I
meant it when I said I'd do whatever you want. Just... make it safe?"

"Of course, love." He tilted his head. "I promised I'd always keep you
safe, and I will."

"Not just me," she said. "_You_. You'd have to really _know_ the people, or
someone might turn you in."

Gabriel smiled. "Well, I probably won't do it until you're legal."

She looked a little bit disappointed. "Oh."

"On the other hand, if I think it's safe, I might do it before then. Maybe
I'll have you be the contest... that sounds like a fun idea."

"Be the contest?" she asked, her brow wrinkled. "What do you mean?"

Gabriel smiled. "Oh, maybe tie you up, have them take turns touching you,
teasing you, playing with you, maybe even going down on you, and the one
who makes you come hardest or longest or the most times wins."

She stared at him, wide-eyed, torn between fear and arousal. "I... I...
you'd be with me, r-right?"

Gabriel nodded. "Oh yes."

She licked her lips. "O-okay, then. I can do that. If... if you're really
okay with it."

"I think I am. I... don't think it will be soon. Even if I knew enough
people I trusted not to turn us in, I don't know enough people I would
trust with _you_."

She shivered and wrapped her arms around him, pressing up against him.
"They'd have to know I was _yours_," she said. "That... that you doing that
didn't mean that you didn't want to keep me."

Gabriel pulled her close. "Oh, they would. They definitely would. Because
after... or maybe even _while_ the winner was fucking you, I'd fuck your
ass, right there, while they watched."

She moaned quietly, nuzzling close enough he could feel her hard little
nipples pressed against his chest.

"You like that thought, don't you?" He smiled. "Now, I need you to tell me
something, love. You want to keep the sex just between us, or private. What
about, say, me playing with you in public, but in a situation where nobody
can tell what I'm doing unless your reactions give it away?"

"Um..." She looked up at him, her face thoughtful. "I'm not sure. Because
if I _did_ give it away, then it'd be my fault if something awful happened.
It's a turn-on, but... not worth the risk. Because... I don't think I
_could_ not react, not to you."

Gabriel nodded. "Yeah. That's a good point. So I guess I'd just have to
tease you. For hours. Until we finally got home."

She shivered again. "oh god..."

Gabriel smiled. "Finish getting ready, pet. Who knows, if things go well
tonight you might get to see me sucking Angel's cock later..."

She swallowed hard. "Yessir."

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